Between Safa and Marwah

Meet him

The sweet voice of the children teaching in

kyai Muhammad ibrahim's boarding school sounded very melodious.kyai noticed the children who were being taught by ustadz-ustadz who taught in his cottage.

" Abri's assalamualaikum"

Say hello to a beautiful girl who is very similar to ustadz Ibrahim, pecking at the back of my hand.

" Waalaikumsalam"

Answer kyai by rubbing his closed head with syar'i.

" Abi, can Siti go to Aliyah's house tomorrow, because she's getting married tomorrow?

Kyai Ibrahim nodded his head with a shady smile.

" Thank you abi, Siti promised that the show was over, Siti went straight home," he said again.

" Well my daughter, be careful there.remember abi's message?

" Both abi, Siti can not be close to men who are not muhrim siti," he replied, then kyai nodded her head and told Siti to perform prayers isya.

Siti walked out to the peragian to take water ablution.then she also opened a little hijab and washed her face doing the ritual ablution.

After her ablution, Siti returned to the cottage and climbed the stairs and opened the door to her room.

Chequek.

Siti walked to the closet to pick up the mukena and prayer mats, then she held her title on the floor, then she carried out her duties as a Muslim.doing the rukukuk four times, he said,then it ends with attahiyatul and say hello.

Siti raised both her hands asking for mercy and blessings to her whole family including those who were inside the boarding house.

After she finished praying, the siti tidied up her prayer equipment and then stored it back in the closet.

Then he climbed into a bed made of teak wood, pulled out the blanket and began to close his eyes.

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The Sun has revealed its rays, so the light enters through the window to warm a girl who is still lulled in the dreamland.

The girl's eyelids were seen twitching, and then she opened her eyes.His lentic hand rubbed his own eyes with a few yawns.

he also stretched out his hands and made a circular motion so that there was a sound of twist from the muscles of his hands.

Siti got off the bed, took a towel and then out of her room to go to peragian.kamar bath specifically for female students.

There is also a bathroom for men who are at the bottom again, a little down the street in a row.

Kyai Ibrahim's boarding house is still a traditional cottage,kiai did not want to change the order or foundation of his cottage.because the cottage is a hereditary legacy of his parents and Kiai did not want to change anything in his cottage.

Siti greeted the santriwati who were waiting alternately in front of the bathroom door, there were ten bathrooms there.but because of the large number of students santriwati so still they had to wait alternately.

When it was Khadijah's turn, she went inside and performed her bathing ritual.

After a few minutes later, Siti came out of the bathroom and smiled kindly to the santriwati who was waiting for her in front of the bathroom door.

Siti rushed back upstairs, towards her room.then she began to wear a dress with a pashmina hijab.polish a little face and wear natural lipstick on her lips.

Siti Khadijah is a very beautiful girl, having a slim body although covered by his shar'i clothes but still looks his ideal body shape.The eyes are round with pliable eyelashes and a sharp nose make it perfect.

Siti Khadijah's face is like the face of a Turkish girl because her late mother was from Turkey, so she went down the beauty of her own mother's face.

he glanced at the clock on his wrist, then he rushed down and looked for the whereabouts of his father.

" Asep sir, where's Abi?" Ask someone who works in the cleaning department.

" Kiai in the neng library," said Mr. Asep.

" Abi Assalamualaikum,"

" Waalaikumsalam" replied Kiai Ibrahim.

" Abi, situs said yes," he asked for permission and kissed the back of his father's hand.

" Yes, be careful." Answer Kiai.

" Yes abi." Answer the person who immediately went out of the library.

Siti took the keys of her motorcycle that was in her bag, and then she went down the boarding house to an empty land that had a motorbike and a car owned by Kiai Ibrahim.

Siti put her motor keys in and started to turn on her engine.Wearing a helmet then she began to run her motor matic out of the boarding school.

Siti rode her matic motorbike at moderate speed, passing through several rice fields and also the gardens owned by Kiai Ibrahim.

The view of Pusakajaya Cianjur village is very beautiful,there is a small river along the way.The cool and beautiful atmosphere and birds chirping in the clear sky is a natural panorama that is very difficult to get in other big cities.

Siti kicked a little, she seemed to enjoy her trip.Once she breathed fresh air then she exhaled!

Bruk!

" Agh." Squeezing the siti when the motor matic the back was hit by someone's car, making Siti toppled to the front of the road.

Awh'

Sth'

" Sick," He said by holding his knee that was painful and bleeding visible from the blood spots from the robe cloth he was wearing.

" A man of great stature and height got out of his car and ran over to siti who was grimacing in pain.

" Anasf ansat,hal tadhyat," said the man, using an Arabic accent, wearing a turban on his head.

Siti raised her head and in that moment also their eyes looked at each other in.The foreign man was stunned to see the beauty of the face of the Khadijah siti.

The foreign man seemed to like Siti Khadijah from the way he looked at her.

Siti decided to look them in the eye, realizing that she had forgotten that the man was not her muhrim.he lowered her head and grimaced again holding her knee.

" You're okay?

The deg!

" It turns out that she can speak Indonesian," Siti murmured in her heart.

" It's okay, sir," she replied grimacingly.

" Your leg is hurt, let me see," said the stranger.

" No.no, thank you!" Sergey Siti who did not want to be touched by him, and the man realized his mistake.

" Oh sorry, miss, I'm mistaken" she said.

" Where then will the lady's house let me drop off' or do we go to the hospital?" His offer.

" It's okay sir, don't drive me.My house is close around here!" Push smooth siti.

" But you're hurt?

Siti did not pay attention to the man's words, she tried to get up from her seat.but seconds later she almost fell and was lucky that the man held her.so Siti was in the arms of the foreign man.

The deg!

" Athaghfirullah." Pekik Siti, realized because it had come into contact with the non-muhrimnya.